Easter Event 2- Learning by bearhuunter, literature
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Easter Event 2- Learning
A curly maned white creature was laying down on her belly as chickens flocked all around her. The small bird creatures so fascinated by her fur, they kept trying to eat some of her fur. The warm sun beating down on the creatures, the Tokota was especially enjoying it a lot. She was licking her paws as some of the chickens and baby chicks started to climb all over her.
“Well done Snowball.” A voice said. The white Tokota looked up and saw a creature with large antlers. “You made my job of collecting eggs way easier.” The voice chuckled, “I believe the chickens think your fur is worms.”
Snowball smiled
Easter Event 1- A sea of color by bearhuunter, literature
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Easter Event 1- A sea of color
“More gently snow child.” A comforting voice guided. The one who spoke was this gigantic swamp wolf creature, she looked very sleepy but definitively awake. Aga was one of the spirits that roamed around Tokotna and her main duty was to help spring forth. Next the swamp wolf was a large, in comparison to a humanoid but not to the Aga, white and dark blue spotted creature with very curly fur. The white beast had a red and green scarf around her neck that had seen some wear and tear, but the snow colored beast was very attached to said scarf.
Aga moved some dirt, that was set aside, over to where freshly dug hole that had a lily in i
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Panik scanned the trail in front of them it wound into the side of a mountain surrounded on either side by dense forests. The perfect environment for their current target. Mountain Lions had been over hunting in the area and the TCA had but an impressive bounty on their heads one their handlers where hoping to cash in on today. She turned to the older tokota beside her "Ever hunted these things before?"
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The wind started picking up, all sorts of different scents flew into the two Tokota's noses. Korra started to stretch her forelegs, preparing for the hunt she and her hunting companion had been sent out to do. She ga
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The day was warm as the spring air flowed through the Amarok Tribe's main square. Birds chirped in the trees and filled the air with music as the tribe came to life. A look into the food stores showed that they were lacking on deer meat, hunting parties being sent out in shifts. Cherry Rose stretched and awaited her turn, itching to run through the trees and feel the rush of the hunt.
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Garmr walked to the square quietly taking in the sights and smells. A quick glance around the only other tokota nearby was a red normal build that seemed to be waiting. They'd never spoken but Garmr guessed she was coming on the hunti
Teaching Lesson : Hunting by bearhuunter, literature
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Teaching Lesson : Hunting
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Garmr shuffled his paws a bit looking out over the town square. The sun was just peaking over the mountains beyond. Despite the early hour there where still a few people and tokotas around going about their business. Most didn't give the dire a second glance. He liked that he relaxed just a little bit. When he'd first come here when he'd been the newest thing everyone showed interest in him. It had been overwhelming. This was much better. He still avoided the square during midday but right now it was alright. Maybe even enjoyable. His mind wandered to the reason he was sitting in the middle of the square. He'd agreed to meet Korra
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Winter's wraith became to a steady stop as the spring's warmth was beginning to awaken, snow still covered the land like a white blanket but still an improvement from the harsh environment that had recently deceased. A small spirit sat upon a hill watching Tokotas and handlers alike break from each other to participate in the spirit's event that they had the TCA arrange. The spirit stood from their spot and looked around to see what group they would follow for a while. A group that contained two Tokotas that had extra fur clung to their bodies caught the spirit's attention. Sikrinerk smiled as the wind started to blow, the spirit'
Diving for the First Time by bearhuunter, literature
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Diving for the First Time
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Panik stood at the edge of the water though no waves lapped at her paws. The water solid as a rock stretched out past the horizon an endless expanse of frozen sea. She looked to her right to the holes the humans had just cut into the ice. It had taken them a while their saws had barely been long enough or strong enough to break through, but they had done it, Now a few tokota sized holes littered the landscape. She padded over looking down into the closest one. The world below was clear she could see straight down to the bottom but at the edges it blurred darkness overtaking the light the holes had let in. The water was anything but